I try
and
you try
to conjure up light
and love
and hope
and share
it with
one another
but
sometimes
the light goes away
or fades
or dims
we scratch
and scramble
and claw to hang on
to just enough for ourselves
to keep us alive
not enough to share
and it's dark
it's empty
it's lonely and cold
and I have been here
and you have been here
and I'm telling you now
when we have nothing to give
or enough
to give
please
don't stay quiet
